Bus Stop

Sitting in the waiting room her sunlit day; complying to their sequence Amid a foregone conclusion ? Appearing suddenly out of nowhere Ineffable somehow it seems this, March two thousand twelve's National Geographic's copy titled, 'The Journey of the Apostles.... Theocracy's last supper sublime; tableaux ? Instinct taking hold slowly Savoir-faire walking past these doors surely tis for me ? Sanctum sanctorum Seder thirty years now, gone by ? Why his doctor queried; Angels in the mist hieros.